I was shaken awake by Danny.
Danny was pointing to my large 14” wall clock.
With a little difficulty, I was able to make out the time – 7:50 am – time to get out of bed.
I shower once a week (no longer a greasy mechanic).
Dressed, washed, I headed for the breakfast table to eat one of Danny’s belly extending breakfasts.
He served both oatmeal, and bacon and an omelet.
Breakfast is my best and most enjoyable meal.
I ate it with “gusto.”
Served with small diced fried potatoes and one half of a well-toasted English muffin and marmalade to cover it.
My stomach was full. I could not eat another mouthful, I had it.
I sat immobile reading the LA Times Danny handed me.
I thought, “Morrie, you are one lucky guy.”
It’s the truth.
What would make it better is having Betty alongside me.
Betsy is in another world.
(May 20, 2021)